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Lance looked at Rai with a slight smile. "I would say yes that most women are attracted to me because I am a vampire." He slowly rose from his chair, with his shirt falling open, showing a pale chest. "There are some though that are able to resist such a beauty as me." He walked toward her, spreading his arms open, as if greeting her with a hug. "Are you one of those women?" He asked, while stepping, getting closer, not too far from her. "Are you one that can resist this?" Lance asked with a whisper as he stepped up to her, his arms going on either side of Rai, but their bodies not touching.
He found her interesting and for whatever reason...liked her. Maybe he could make an exception for this one whitelighter.

Lance looked slightly surprised for a moment. She said she was in love with the man inside him and not the vampire and she was holding his cheek. Shockingly enough as it was to him, he turned his surprised look into a smile and he laughed, not working his charms for once. He let her hold his cheek. "You are one of the many few that has...passed such temptations." He sighed for a moment. "What man do you see beneath all of this? I have been trying to find it...for years...yet you meet on first night and see him..."

((I have to go, but you can post and I'll respond tomorrow! Nighty Night! heart ))

Lance sighed, pushing himself from the wall, feeling uncomfortable which was a first for a long time. When she had stepped closer, he could feel her warmth, the life of what was stripped from him or so he believed. The feel of her hand lingered upon his cool skin. It wouldn't warm up unless he drank blood. Vampires could go a night with drinking it, but their powers wouldn't be at it's highest.
"You can't help me find my past. Nanya has tried to help me. Yes, she is no whitelighter, but she has her resources and has been unsuccessful. Besides, what can you do? Talk to your damn Elders? They know nothing much of me. I know that. No one can help me. And anyway, my past doesn't matter. I can make a new history for myself." He noticed that he was saying his thoughts out loud rather than speaking directly to Rai.

((sorry, would've posted sooner, but gaia kept going through a few friggin' glitchs!
The slip is ingenius!! xd ))

Lance moved with quickness believing that she'd fall, his arms went around her waist to keep her up. He looked into her eyes, seeing sadness that he had caused. The vampire held her against him until he slowly smiled. "I shouldn't have talked to you the way I did...you were only trying to help me. I am not used to such generousities of a beautiful woman."

Lance chuckled, looking into Rai's eyes. He felt her heart beat against his chest, loving it's feel. He had smiled from seeing her blush and slightly laughed from her last few words. "Yes..." the vampire whispered, leaning his lips closer to Rai's until they stopped just above hers. "I know..." He couldn't resist not kissing her now, he wanted to feel the faint warmness of life from her lips. The softness of them. His lips slightly pressed against hers, giving her a light kiss, unsure of whether she wanted it. He didn't want to disrespect her.

Lance slowly rose to stand straight with Rai in his arms as he kissed her. With his senses being overwhelmed, they weren't clear, but he had sensed some sort of danger. The vampire quickly pulled away from the kiss as his door caught into flames and flew off. A thick rope of fire burst into the room.
Lance gasped then kicked off the ground while sweeping his arm underneath Rai's legs to pick her up with him without a struggle. The flames narrowly missed them both. "NANYA!" He yelled as the woman walked into the room with the rope of fire going back to it's creator, whirling around her, her eyes amber with flame.
"You b***h of a whitelighter!" Nanya yelle while looking up at the two of them..
"Nanya, kill the fire NOW!" Lance called out with anger.
"She's a whitelighter! You kill them and that's exactly what I'm here to do." A darklighter appeared into the room with his shooter in hand. "He'll shoot when we tell him to Lance." Nanya said.
"PUT OUT YOUR FIRE NOW AND GET HIM THE HELL OUT OF HERE! I WILL NOT TELL YOU AGAIN!" Lance said in his french accent being thick with anger while still in the air.

"Understand what? You're stealing him from me." Nanya called back.
Lance sighed. "She has done nothing of the wrong ma p-"
"You call me that one more time Lance and I promise I will burn you to Hell."
Lance looked at the darklighter, worried about Rai's safety. "Leave." He said to the man.
"I cannot. I am to follow Nanya's orders right now."
Lance growled out in anger. "Nanya! You are being foolish!"
Nanya took a step forward, the flames following her. "No! You let her in. How could you?" Tears were being to come down the woman's face as she spoke with such anger. Abruptly, the velvet burst into flames. When Nanya was angry enough, things she thought about hard enough burst into flames without her being to control it and soon, Lance knew that if he didn't do anything, he might be next.
"Nanya, don't make me hurt you." He said as calmly as he could.
"You can't do anything but fly and cause such desire Lance. As long as you stay up there, no harm will come to me." She said as the tears slowly continued into the velvet couch actually exploded after catching on fire. He had never seen Nanya do that before.
Lance laughed. "You believe that? I've hidden powers from you that you cannot imagine."
"Hurt me then Lance! You've hurt me enough!" Something exploded from the next room over and the vampire was guessing it was his silk sheeted bed.
"Nanya..." He whispered, not wanting to do what he was about to do. Closing his eyes, he slowly pulled his hand from around Rai and slashed it through the air, Nanya loudly gasping in pain.
A large wound that seemed to be a big scratch was across her stomach, the shirt open from the cut, showing the slow dripping blood. Nanya looked down at it with disbelief. She had never seen him cut from a distance before. What else had he hidden she wondered?

((sorry this was long!))

Lance didn't answer Rai, but he closely watched Nanya. Her flames slowly died out as her fingers came away with blood from the wound. Lance had to ignore the smell the crimson drink for him. Nanya had ignored Rai too, not really hearing the words anyone from the disbelief of being hurt by Lance. "I'm coming down ma petite," he noticed that his servant didn't stop him from calling her that. Lance slowly lowered to the ground, landing him and Rai on their feet and he let her go. "I am fine." He whispered to Rai.
The vampire slowly stepped forward as Nanya lifted her head to look at him. "You did this..." she whispered. He nodded. "Why?" She asked.
"You put the fire out, it was all I wanted..." He said back in a low voice, being careful. The darklighter was still in the room, almost forgotten.
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry." Nanya said as she rushed toward Lance and he opened his arms to the woman. She hugged him tightly while he did the same back. He wasn't facing Rai, but just the opposite. He knew that Rai was sorry, he could tell if someone lied.